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Rialto withdrew once he passed the cloth, rolling his eyes so hard they could've fallen out and returning Alex's pull with his elbow lowering to jab their side. San Krypton. Whatever. He would've gotten it. "Rialto. A pleasure," he replied, standing up himself. The following compliment at Alex made him scowl. "Don't butter them up. What's so good about them, anyway?" This was the point where Rialto SUBTLY (that was a lie) started tugging at his own ponytail, maybe tilting his head a bit to try accentuating his jawline, adjusting the fall of his clothes. The effect was ruined because of his glaring into the distance, trying to look cool. And charming. And attractive. You know, subtly.
The stranger's breathing fluctuated during the exchange, quickening but suppressing itself back to normal; considering the trickle of blood that still hadn't entirely quenched, from what Rialto could see, and their other injuries, the stranger's systems going off about potential danger they posed would certainly be unsurprising. His eyes widened at the stranger's suggestion, hand flying to his mouth. "The earth? Round?" he repeated. "What are you talking about?" Rialto shook his head wisely. "Of course it is. Thought we established that."
A second of triumph. He didn't go to school - the only reason he could add two small numbers was because he had fingers, but even he knew the world was round. Such an intellectual.
His gaze automatically affixed on the snake that slid into sight, spreading over the man's upper body. Alexander balked, and not without good reason; there was something of a track record they had with the whole animal kingdom. Something of an animal instinct, it must have been - animals were smart. They knew when something needed to be bitten. They should've expected that at least one of the strangers that they came by would eventually have a snake; all kinds of peculiar characters were attracted to ghost towns. Rialto didn't retreat, face becoming carefully impassive, but he did blatantly keep his arms delicately unfolded. Just to talk. "I know bigger snakes," he said, dismissive. Like the one behind him. (Another lie. He was the bigger snake.) "We won't hurt you. Keen to follow us, snake charmer?"
The stranger's breathing fluctuated during the exchange, quickening but suppressing itself back to normal; considering the trickle of blood that still hadn't entirely quenched, from what Rialto could see, and their other injuries, the stranger's systems going off about potential danger they posed would certainly be unsurprising. His eyes widened at the stranger's suggestion, hand flying to his mouth. "The earth? Round?" he repeated. "What are you talking about?" Rialto shook his head wisely. "Of course it is. Thought we established that."
A second of triumph. He didn't go to school - the only reason he could add two small numbers was because he had fingers, but even he knew the world was round. Such an intellectual.
His gaze automatically affixed on the snake that slid into sight, spreading over the man's upper body. Alexander balked, and not without good reason; there was something of a track record they had with the whole animal kingdom. Something of an animal instinct, it must have been - animals were smart. They knew when something needed to be bitten. They should've expected that at least one of the strangers that they came by would eventually have a snake; all kinds of peculiar characters were attracted to ghost towns. Rialto didn't retreat, face becoming carefully impassive, but he did blatantly keep his arms delicately unfolded. Just to talk. "I know bigger snakes," he said, dismissive. Like the one behind him. (Another lie. He was the bigger snake.) "We won't hurt you. Keen to follow us, snake charmer?"
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